Tales from the Life of a Lost Soul

Love

We heard the choir of the birds in the morning,
Slept to the lullaby of the stars,
We pointed at some that spoke of our fates,
And you may think we’d made it far.
But love never comes easy, does it? Nor does it leave you in peace.
So when it comes flooding,
You almost wish it’d never leave.

So many wars they fought for love,
Many hearts they deemed fit to kill!
But love never bothers that we malign it so,
It always comes at will.
And when it came to me as you,
I didn’t know better than to see it through,
Love showed me a face, in the end,
So stay loved, my beloved friend.